All Chapters of LUCAN VALE: THE GHOST ASSASSIN: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Vanessa couldn't even look Jason in the eye and say she wanted to end it. The truth was, she didn't want to, not yet. She only resented him because he had lied, making her believe he had secured a deal with Sterling Enterprises, when that was a lie. Before that, she was beginning to accept him as her fiancé. Hell, her impression of him had even changed. She respected him a lot. And as much as he had disappointed her now, there was no way she wanted anything to do with Cassius. It was better to be with Jason than Cassius. Not because Cassius was some bad person, but because she didn't like him at all. Her family expected her to end things with Jason… and then go propose to Cassius. That was never going to happen. Jason watched her as she looked away when he asked his question. He waited for her answer, but she said nothing. Seeing her silence, he understood perfectly why. She didn't agree with her family. The only barrier between them was the lie she believed he told, and not

"To the future," Charlie echoed, completely oblivious to the fact that he'd just handed Cassius everything he'd ever wanted on a silver platter.It never even crossed his mind that Cassius was lying to him and the whole family. He didn't even want to entertain the thought of Jason being the one who had helped the Smith family instead of Cassius.Around them, the party continued, but Cassius barely noticed. His mind was already racing ahead to a future where he wouldn't just be taking credit for someone else's success—he'd be living it. He had always wanted Vanessa, and now it seemed like he was finally going to get her.‘Going to Sterling Enterprises was the best decision I’ve ever made in the past months’, Cassius thought smugly, replaying the day in his head. ‘Sure, I went there like a beggar hoping to pitch the Devereux empire to the chairman, only to be denied at the door… but who cares now? It still worked out. If I marry Vanessa, I won’t just be marrying the woman I’ve always wa

As Charlie and Cassius approached, Jason could sense that someone was walking towards him, before he even saw them. He spent years being an assassin. Before that he was a soldier, so that had taught him a lot of things. Among those things that he learned was how to read a room for danger, like he was doing right now. The shift in energy was unmistakable.And although there was no danger here, he could still feel the tensionHe turned, his expression nonchalant, as the two men closed the distance. He saw that it was Charlie and he was not at all surprised. Sooner or later Charlie would start bothering him in hopes of humiliating and driving him away from here. "Jason!" Charlie's voice sounded just loud enough for nearby guests to hear. He approached, hand in pocket, Cassius walking besides him. "There you are. I'd like you to meet someone very important." He said gesturing towards Cassius. Cassius brough himself to the front.As Jason looked at him, Cassius felt himself tremble unde

“There was no clause like that in the contract. You’re lying.” Vanessa did not hold back from speaking her mind. A sudden silence fell over the room, as everyone processed her words. But it didn’t last long. The Smith family however, did not even want to entertain the idea that Cassius was lying. They bristled at her accusation. To them, Vanessa’s words were an insult to him, a challenge to everything they believed about him. “Vanessa, how dare you accuse Mr. Devereux of lying?” Lady Smith exclaimed at her granddaughter, her face a storm of indignation. “This is our family’s benefactor, you're insulting!” Morgana stepped forward, voice dripping with contempt. “Yes, Vanessa. Are you implying that Cassius has deceived anyone? How… stupid of you, to make such an accusation against someone who saved your own family from all the financial troubles.” When Cassius saw that they were defending him, he straightened up, he recovered some composure. Even now, he still chose to maintain the

Lady Smith's rage was a force of nature, and her third slap landed with a loud crack that echoed in the silent room.Cassius staggered backward, his head ringing. The proud, arrogant posture he'd entered with was gone, replaced by a pathetic stoop. Fury blazed in his chest—the audacity of these people to lay hands on him—but he was outnumbered, trapped.The other guests were no longer just watching; they were openly whispering, some even pulling out their phones to record the spectacle. Cassius, once the star of the night, was now the main attraction of a public shaming. A fraud in a cage, surrounded by mocking faces.Jason watched it all unfold with cold satisfaction. Part of him would have preferred to handle Cassius personally, but watching the man get what he deserved for stealing credit was almost as rewarding.Cassius's mind went blank. His lips moved, but no sound came out. The man who moments ago had been on top of the world was now a pathetic figure, surrounded by the wreckag